Life is but a dream to me, I don't wanna wake up30 odd years been 'bout havin' my cake upSo I'm 'bout my paper, 24/7, 365, 366 in a leap yearI don't know why we here, since we gotta be hereLife is but a beach chair (chair, chair chair)Went from havin' shabby clothes to crossin' over Abbey RoadHear my angel singin' to me (Are you happy, Hov?)I just hope I'm hearin' right, karma's got me fearin' likeKalik are you prayin' for me? (for me)See I got demons in my past so I got daughters on the wayIf the prophecy's correct that the child shall have to payFor the sins of her father so I barter my tomorrowsAgainst my yesterdays and hope that she'll be okayAnd when I'm no longer here to shade her face from the glareI give up my share of Carol's daughter and a new beach chair

[Chorus](I hear my angels sing) Life is just a dream and I wanna go, wake up(I hear my angels sing) Life is just a dream and I wanna leave(I hear my angels sing) Life is just a dream and I wanna go, wake up(I hear my angels sing) Life is just a dream and I wanna leave

Life is but a dream to me, gunshots sing to theseOther guys but lullabies don't mean a thing to meI'm not afraid of dyin', I'm afraid of not tryin'Every day hit every wave like I'm HawaiianI don't surf the net, no I never been on MySpaceToo busy lettin' my voice vibrateCarvin' out my space, in this world of fly girlsCutthroats and diamond cut ropes I twirlsBenzes 'round corners where the sun don't shineI let the wheels give a glimpse of hope and one's grindSon said "Hov, how you get so fly?"I said "from not bein' afraid to fall out the sky"My physical's a shell so when I say farewellMy soul'll find and even higher plane to dwellSo fly you shall, so have no fearJust know that life is but a beach chair (chair, chair)

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Life is but a dream, can't mimic my lifeI'm the thinnest cut slice in a cut, the winner's cupWell winter's rough enough to interrupt lifeThat's why I'm both saint and sinner, niceThis is Jay everyday, no compromiseNo compass comes wit' this life, just eyesSo to map it out you must look insideSure books can guide you but your heart defines youChica, the corazon is what brought us homeThe great shape like Heidi Klum mighty gone, I am on Permanent vaca', life is but a beach chairSong's like a Hallmark card until you reach hereSo 'til she's here, and she's declaredThe heir, I will prepareA blueprint for you to print, a map for you to get backA guide for your eyes so you won't lose scentI make it stink for you think I ink these versesFull of prose so you won't get conned out of two centsMy last will and testament I leave my heirMy share of Roc-A-Fella Records and a shiny new beach chair